Who Cares

After four years of marrying in the Zhao Mansion, Guan Suyi has never been so close to Zhao Luli, but only the body is close to each other, but the soul can no longer be close. She was led to the main room by this person to speak, her expression always blank.

"Suyi, I was wrong." Zhao Luli was used to apologizing to his wife. He understands that if his wife's family is humble, and he still can't wake up, he will indeed treat her in such a cruel way. So even if she asked and left and chose Huo Shengzhe, he never blamed her, let alone resented her.

"After you pass the door, you are filial to your mother, take care of your children, and take charge of Zhongxiu. You have done everything well. To marry you, I don't know if it is a blessing that I have cultivated in my life." At this point, he felt more guilty." That night I drank too much to do something worse than a beast. You smashed me, but it woke me up. The dead are gone, the living are like this, the dead only need to be remembered in memory, and the people around me Talents should be cherished more. Suyi, can you forgive me?" He held his wife's fingertips, his eyes filled with hope and prayer.

If it were to change individuals, and to be promoted in this way after four years of humiliation, it would be grateful and promised in one fell swoop. But Guan Suyi's heart was already cold, and he could not feel the slightest joy, only the anger of being arbitrarily dominated. Is she an object? Can people throw it away or pick it up?

However, thinking of her grandfather who could not afford to be seriously ill, his parents who had been humiliated for their livelihood, no matter how unwilling she was, she had to accept Zhao Luli's favor.

"It's not that Master Hou is at fault," she heard her hollow voice ringing in her ears, "It's the concubine who has lost his duty. The concubine is very happy to be able to wake up."

Zhao Luli's high-hanging heart finally landed, and slowly put his wife in his arms, and touched her pale cheeks extremely preciously. Regardless of whether the wife can let go of his grudge, he has a long life to obtain her forgiveness. He wanted to turn her into his wife worthy of the name now, but he was afraid that the shadows from before would still remain in her heart and never dissipated, so he had to hold back for the time being.

The two reconciled, and the happiest one is the old lady. She called the couple to the main courtyard, eagerly exhorted them, and then asked the servants to set up a banquet to shock everyone. Zhao Chunxi and Zhao Wangshu helped Ye Fanshan to arrive late and were about to take a seat, but they heard their father coldly ask, "How can there be any reason for a family to eat in a concubine's room?"

Guan Suyi glanced at him with an indifferent expression. Although he didn't understand why his temperament changed so much, he would not be moved easily. Did Ye Fan sit on an equal footing with her? If you really respect her as a wife, you won't let her stay alone in the vacant room and spoil Concubine Ji at the same time. However, thinking about it now, it is not necessarily a bad thing to stay alone, at least she is still clean now.

Ye Fan stepped back, his expression aggrieved. Zhao Wangshu was anxious and said quickly, "My aunt is our family, isn't she always sitting like this? What's more, she is still pregnant now!"

The old lady felt sorry for her grandson and beckoned, "Sit down, Ye Fan is about to give birth, and it will not be too late until the child is born." In her eyes, it is the heirs of the Zhao family that are more important after all, and this is also Ye Fan. Against the face that looked like Ye Zhen, but still able to win her favor.

Speaking of this child, Zhao Luli felt uncomfortable. He suppressed the full of regret and guilty conscience, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down, don't go out to hang out if you have nothing to do in the future."

Ye Fanxuan was weeping, and when he was about to sit down, he clutched his stomach and wailed, the hem of his skirt was wet, as if the amniotic fluid had broken. Guan Suyi quickly got up to help her and ordered, "Go to Wen Po, Auntie Ye is about to give birth!"

A group of people froze for a moment before they acted separately. It was Zhao Luli who was in the most troubled mood. He had just returned, and he hadn't cultivated a good relationship with his wife, so he even had a concubine. Madam couldn't rub the sand in her eyes, and based on this, she would never accept him sincerely, at best she would treat him like a guest. But what he wants is not to respect each other as guests, but to moisturize each other, and love is stronger than water.

Why does he always wake up too late and take a step back? Is this fate? His face was extremely ugly, but he had to pick up Ye Fan and quickly sent him to the delivery room. After sitting down, he searched for his memory again. Only then did he realize that his younger brother Ruan and his son Mu Mu were dead, and Er Fang was now an heir who inherited the incense. nothing. No wonder the mother hated Ye Zhen, but still accepted Ye Fan, I am afraid that this child made the most of the contribution.

He was hit hard, hurriedly held his wife's wrist, and asked in a mute voice, "Suyi, are you still there?"

Guan Suyi avoided answering, "But Master Hou's wound is hurting again? There is a concubine guarding her. You can help the old lady go back to rest."

"No, I have to guard you." Zhao Luli didn't dare to leave her for a half step.

Guan Suyi stared at the door blankly, as if he hadn't heard him. From noon to the early morning of the next day, Ye Fan finally gave birth to a healthy baby boy. The old lady's loud cry made the old lady overjoyed, and immediately named Zhao Guang, holding him in his arms and refused to let go. Guan Suyi also took the child and hugged him for a while, and then handed it to Master Hou.

Zhao Luli couldn't feel the joy of being a father at all, but was completely at a loss. He visited Ye Fan in a muddle-headed manner, then bid farewell to his wife in shame, and went back to the study to sort his thoughts. After sitting down for less than half a moment, a small servant sent a secret letter.

Ye Zhen! He woke up instantly, and then had a splitting headache. What are these things? There are so many concubines in the family, but now another concubine is added, and then even the ex-wife comes to join in the fun. Zhao Luli in this life is simply too stupid!

He opened the envelope and read it hastily, his already gloomy complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Ye Zhen said in the letter that she broke through the secrets of Emperor Sheng Yuan, so that he caused a murderous disaster and asked him to find a way to save her. What secret? It's just that the sins made in previous years have been exposed, and you deserve to die a hundred times! Save her? As an abandoned pawn, why should he save her?

Thinking about this, Zhao Luli wrote down one by one the things she had done, and straightforwardly drew a line with her. After the secret letter was sent, he thought for a while, and finally grasped a glimmer of hope. Zhao Luli in this life did not completely withdraw from the court. In order to help Ye Zhen suppress Pan Jieyu a few days ago, he snatched an errand from Pan Jieyu's brother and did it very beautifully. Maybe he can take this credit to ask the wife to give her life, so that the Hou Mansion can see from the top and bottom of the house-a concubine is a concubine, even if he has a son, he will not be a regular wife.

Just do what he thinks, he spread out the four treasures of the study, and wrote the memorials one by one.

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Ye Fan lay on the bed for three days before regaining a little vitality, holding his son Zhao Guang in his arms, teasing with an open eyebrow. Suddenly an old woman ran in and hurriedly said, "My aunt is okay, Lord Hou, please give her an order for the wife. The emperor has already approved it today and said it is correct!"

Ye Fan stiffened, and asked, "Please give me a fate? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"The slave and maid had never heard of it! The old lady was just getting the news from Master Hou without telling everyone in the house. Ye Jieyu sent someone to pick up his wife and said that he would meet her and reminisce about the past. The carriage was set up. It should be on the road by now."

"Is it really to be granted, not something else?" Ye Fan muttered in disbelief, "but I just gave birth to a son for Hou Ye, why should he raise Guan Suyi at this time? Doesn't he understand that this is happening? Slap me in the face? Some **** in the backyard don't know how to laugh at me."

The old woman comforted, "Don't panic, Madam Ye Jieyu should be able to support you. At this moment, she summons his wife into the palace, maybe she just wants to beat her."

Ye Fanqiang smiled and nodded, but he was extremely embarrassed. The emperor has approved it, so what can the cousin do, at best give Guan Suyi a slap in the face. When she came back, even if she didn't have a noble background, she would be able to crush a cadre of people to death by virtue of the title of first-grade fate.

What does Hou Ye want to do? Is it really good for Guan Suyi?

Guan Suyi also had the same doubts. Before stepping into the palace gate, he curled his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to be nice to you." Zhao Luli held her wrist and carefully warned, "Don't walk around in the palace, and don't believe what Ye Jieyu said. I have seen the emperor come to pick you up." Ye Hao summoned. , He was angry and fearful, hating Ye Zhen's viciousness, and fearing that his wife would meet the emperor and make the same mistakes again.

But the imperial concubine summoned, how could the ordinary wife defy, she wanted to dress up and go immediately. In desperation, he could only accompany his wife into the palace on the excuse of thanking him, and warned again before breaking up, "Be careful of Ye Jieyu."

"I understand." Guan Suyi nodded and promised. Under the guidance of a servant, she turned around and turned to a quiet palace. When stepping into the hall, it was a dim aisle. At the end of the aisle, a strong sandalwood fragrance drifted over. It smells more like a temple.

"Your empress believes in Buddhism?" Guan Suyi asked in a low voice.

"Yes, the empress is extremely pious to the Buddha, and she will read the scriptures for a while at this time of the day. Please come in, madam, and the servant will resign." The servant gave a thousand shots and hurriedly left.

Guan Suyi walked in slowly, and saw that there was indeed a Buddhist hall in front of him, but no doors and windows were installed. The blue sky and the sun had to be illuminated by fire candles and oil lamps; there was a futon on the ground, and a scripture was discarded on it. Mottled; looking up, there is a painting in the niche where the Bodhisattva should be enshrined, and the eye is blood-red.

Guan Suyi couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, and walked around the futon to the altar, carefully looking at it, but took a short breath. This painting is very weird, it is actually a scene of a ghost boy breaking through the belly of a woman. The painter has extraordinary skills, portraying the woman's painful and horrified expression and the terrifying and terrifying face of the ghost boy to life, a large pool of thick blood seems to flow out of the frame.

How can a Buddhist hall enshrine such evil things? Guan Suyi reacted and hurriedly backed away, but slammed into a cold and hard chest, and then his shoulders were pressed by a pair of big palms, and another gloomy voice rang in his ears, "What do you see?"